syncopated.

pioneer

msn. ouch.

a big thank you to ms chock, yi yang, shawn ang and arthur for today's heartwarming prank. i think it sort of like raised everyone's tensions up and then released it all in one go. so i feel kinda cleansed.

quite emotional seeing how tight this cohort is through the picture slideshow. also making me feel even worse for missing out on the first orientation. but most importantly made me realise how i've been looking so narrowly recently, as though life was just about getting through the schoolwork.

though it still doesn't ignore the fact that time is running on.

cue: fond memories with my ib class: walking into 5.6 judges the first day (having expected to be in 5.8), staring at the name list to find the names of 3 girls, 3 'lan's, and stifling the laughter.

sitting at the back of class with zheng yang, "we outcasts, don't know anybody one".

mrt rides home entertaining ourselves conning gongjiao about everything and anything.

beijing oep. late night footie. talking with the sloth.

watching the softball finals. both years.

presenting philo of winning with alex, our volunteers zhihao and greg lim.

big fish followed by soccer(again) till 4am at loyang chalet.

the last dinner with mrs lee gan soon bee. who we all started out hating but ended up respecting. i think she had never met a case as curious as mine before.

not forgetting the constant bridge, daidi, texas, 7 hand poker, hearts, spades, blackjack.

and thats just with the class. the last year was actually such a rush, there was SO MUCH that happened.

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